After 9 grueling days of trains, hostels, and rainy skies, I've finally made it back to London from my Italian holiday. I'm sitting on my bed in my flat, eating sweet and sour chicken with steamed rice and trying to think of what to say, but it is 11ish at night and I'm terribly tired. We'll see how things go; they might be a little sporadic, but eventually I'll lay out all the pieces of the puzzle for you (I think).
Today I woke up at 5:40 to catch the bus to the airport for my 10 o'clock flight, then had to take the bus to the train station to catch the tube to my flat. It was a long day of traveling, and I was more than happy to throw everything down and relax. I uploaded my photos to my computer, and I am proud to say I managed to take 1088 pictures in Venice and Florence before my camera's battery died (and I forgot my charger in the UK...sigh). I've been weeding through them on and off for a little while now, but it will probably be another couple days before I have anything substantial.
Luckily for me, I have two of my classes cancelled this week, so I'll have extra time to try and get caught up.